Jiang Huai ultimately did not return to Chu Xianning’s room.
He appeared preoccupied. If he returned to Chu Xianning’s room, she might worry, so he used his spiritual energy to create a carrier pigeon and sent it back, informing Chu Xianning that he was researching methods to heal the Dragon Emperor with Jiang Zhi and would return later. After that, he fell asleep.
Jun Anshui slept in his embrace, her petite body completely drained, unable to muster even a shred of strength. Jiang Huai, exhausted, slept deeply. When he woke up, he sat up slightly, looking at Jun Anshui sleeping beside him. Gazing at her delicate and beautiful face, Jiang Huai felt a mix of emotions, at a loss for words.
He shifted his position slightly, but this small movement caused Jun Anshui to slowly open her eyes. The moment they met, Jun Anshui’s eyes revealed a trace of infatuation. She leaned closer, sniffing the scent on Jiang Huai. Her delicate pink tongue couldn’t help but sneak out and lick him gently.
This time, it was Jiang Huai who was slightly surprised. “I clearly didn’t use my spiritual energy to activate the Dragon Emperor’s bloodline.”
At this moment, his dragon horns and hair had returned to normal, but Jun Anshui softly said, “But I can smell on you… a scent like mine… This scent resonates with me… and I’m no longer lonely…”
“Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I should be leaving tomorrow,” Jiang Huai couldn’t help but remind her. When he chose to expose his Dragon Emperor bloodline in front of Jun Anshui, he felt a slight unease. After all, if the Dragon Emperor went mad because of his bloodline and imprisoned him in the Dragon Clan, it would be troublesome. Although Jiang Zhi could probably bring him out, if Jun Anshui knew another of her kind existed but was still left alone, he worried she would go berserk.
Was the brief companionship a reward or a punishment? Jiang Huai leaned more towards the latter.
“I know,” Jun Anshui nodded gently. “I won’t force you to stay. You are from the Human Clan; if you want to leave, then leave.”
Jiang Huai was slightly surprised. “Then will you be lonely?”
Jun Anshui tilted her head and said softly, “When I learned that I wasn’t the only one with the Dragon Emperor bloodline in this world, that I wasn’t alone anymore, the emptiness in my heart and all the complex pain seemed to disappear in an instant.”
Jiang Huai let out a long sigh, as if everything was turning out much better than he had imagined. However, at this moment, Jun Anshui again cuddled her petite body closer, gazing into his eyes, her face near his, her breath falling on his cheek. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at him, “Can we continue dual cultivation today?”
“Your Majesty, please be a little… restrained?”
“Can’t we?” Jun Anshui lowered her head in disappointment. The instinctive grievance made her eyes misty. Jiang Huai hesitated for a moment and then slowly said, “Dual cultivating for a short while is fine, but not the entire day.”
“Then, then twice, is twice okay?” Jun Anshui looked at Jiang Huai, her expression a mix of obedience and shyness. At this moment, her childlike face seemed to match her innocent expression, creating a remarkably harmonious scene.
“Thrice, but you have to promise me one condition.”
“You say it.”
“You must keep our dual cultivation a secret, and you cannot tell anyone else that I possess the Dragon Emperor’s bloodline, as it might bring trouble in the future. Can you agree to this?”
“Of course, I can,” Jun Anshui nodded gently, then burrowed into his embrace, pushing him down onto the bed. Jiang Huai hurriedly reached out and gently held her waist, stopping her from sitting down directly. He said softly, “Aren’t you going to rub first or something? Aren’t you afraid of pain?”
“Just smelling your scent… has already prepared me for dual cultivation…” Jun Anshui slightly lifted her waist. A moment later, Jiang Huai sensed it. He watched as Jun Anshui’s toes slightly on tiptoe, stepping on the bedsheet. Her body was so petite, yet her strength was not small at all. Jiang Huai’s hand, which was holding her waist, nervously slid down, gently supporting her tender, snow-white buttocks, so she wouldn’t sit down entirely and make her eyes roll back.
…
Unexpectedly, Jun Anshui was not as greedy as Jiang Huai had imagined.
Even though she had cautiously asked if they could dual cultivate one more time, and he had cruelly refused, she did not dwell on it. Instead, she moved closer and began to help him dress.
“I can do it myself.”
“It’s alright,” Jun Anshui gently smoothed out the wrinkles in his clothes, kneeling in front of him. Her eyes showed no trace of coldness, only much affection, which Jiang Huai found incredibly strange.
There was no pretense of genuine affection between him and Jun Anshui. The warm atmosphere at this moment seemed to be purely due to the instincts of their bloodlines. Because of these instincts, his gaze towards Jun Anshui had changed somewhat. From the perspective of a Human Clan member, her body was too petite, and it felt sinful to bully her. From the perspective of the Dragon Clan, Jun Anshui, in this state, was the perfect mating partner.
Because, in terms of age, he was also still a young dragon.
It was the devil.
Jiang Huai didn’t know how to complain. He stood up and went to Jun Anshui’s wardrobe, asking what she wanted to wear. Jun Anshui chose a sleeveless qipao with white jade embroidery of magnolias, a matching set of light blue underwear, and a pair of white silk stockings.
“These were all given to me by Elder Sister Jiang Zhi,” Jun Anshui said softly, obediently raising her hands for Jiang Huai to help her put on the qipao. He then smoothed out the wrinkles. The qipao was only up to her waist for now. Jun Anshui obediently stretched out her snow-white, slender legs for Jiang Huai to help her put on the white silk stockings. The ultra-thin stockings gradually encased her tender white calves, highlighting her slightly pink knees and delicate full thighs. They tightened at her waist before the hem of the qipao was folded down.
Jun Anshui was well-behaved throughout the process, like a doll that could be manipulated at will. After putting on her clothes, she chose a pair of black high heels, making her appear slightly taller.
“How is your body?” Jiang Huai asked softly.
“After dual cultivating so many times, my lifespan has been extended to ten thousand years. Once the authority I control is fully refined, I can bestow blessings upon the entire Dragon Clan World again. The Dragon Clan will no longer decline due to difficulty in reproduction, and the spiritual energy in the Dragon Clan World will gradually recover. It will just take some time to slowly refine it, and I cannot leave the Dragon Clan.”
Jiang Huai finally caught the keyword. “What authority?”
Jun Anshui answered softly, “You’ll have to ask Elder Sister Jiang Zhi about that. I don’t know the specifics, but she told me before that after dual cultivating with you, my lifespan could be extended again, and I would regain the Heavenly Way Authority.”
Jiang Huai nodded gently.
Jiang Zhi had always kept things from him. He wasn’t an idiot. Otherwise, why was it that only after he dual cultivated with the Dragon Emperor could her lifespan be extended?
“If you’re not busy, would you come with me to the Dragon Clan’s mausoleum?” Jun Anshui said, her voice soft. At this moment, she seemed to have gradually adapted to the scent on Jiang Huai and was no longer so clingy, having calmed down a bit.
“Hm?”
“Don’t you need a Dragon Heart? My Father Emperor’s Dragon Heart is still preserved in the Dragon Clan’s mausoleum.”
“Would this be…”
“The Dragon Clan won’t mind. If they knew that a second inheritor of the Dragon Emperor’s bloodline had appeared in this world, my Father Emperor would have been ecstatic if he were still alive,” Jun Anshui said. Jiang Huai obediently followed behind her. They passed through a dense forest and arrived at a plain. Passing through the plain underground, Jiang Huai entered the subterranean mausoleum. She led Jiang Huai to the enormous dragon skeleton. Within the skeleton, a blood-red heart was still beating faintly.
That was the Dragon Heart, and it was a Dragon Emperor’s Dragon Heart. Jun Anshui raised her hand, and the Dragon Heart floated in front of Jiang Huai. She looked up at Jiang Huai. “Take it.”
“Thank you… Your Majesty.”
“You don’t have to call me Your Majesty,” Jun Anshui shook her head gently.
“I feel that calling you by your name directly… is also a bit strange.”
“You can call me Elder Sister too,” Jun Anshui tilted her head and said softly.
Although her face was childlike, Jiang Huai thought it made sense. After a moment, he tentatively called out, “Elder Sister?”
Jun Anshui trembled slightly and moved closer to him, suddenly reaching out and embracing him. Her voice became very soft, exceptionally gentle.
“I heard you… Little Brother.”
Jiang Huai did not break free. He simply lowered his head and gazed at her, not disturbing Jun Anshui with any sound. After a while, Jun Anshui let go, quietly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly, “Let’s go.”
The two left the Dragon Clan’s tomb. At this moment, all the Dragon Clan members, from the very root of their bloodlines, sensed the Dragon Emperor’s aura, which was like ashes rekindled. Previously, the Dragon Emperor’s aura was as weak as a wisp of smoke, but now it was like a never-extinguishing lamp in the night, burning fiercely and passionately.
Jun Anshui used bloodline transmission to summon all the Dragon Emperors to the great hall. Jiang Huai also parted ways with her for the time being and returned to Chu Xianning’s courtyard. Chu Xianning had already woken up. She was wearing a brand-new gray Daoist robe and was sitting quietly in the courtyard waiting for him.
“I’m back,” Jiang Huai said, sitting down opposite Chu Xianning.
“How is the Dragon Emperor?”
“Her injuries have been greatly healed by Senior Jiang Zhi and me. Her lifespan has now been extended by ten thousand years.”
“By what method?”
“Elder Sister Jiang Zhi took out several precious ancient spirit medicines and used me as a catalyst to refine them.” Jiang Huai’s statement was essentially no longer a concealment, because the moment he entered the room, he had vaguely sensed the aura of Chu Xianning’s Qi Gazing Technique.
He hadn’t been able to sense it before, but now… his cultivation level had reached Void Refinement tenth level. He could now subtly sense the trace of that Daoist magic. After dual cultivating with the Dragon Emperor last night, his cultivation level had reached Void Refinement eighth level. He then used up all the Experience Scrolls he had, and at this moment, he had broken through to Void Refinement tenth level.
After all, his cultivation had increased from Void Refinement fourth level to Void Refinement eighth level overnight. He had previously told Chu Xianning that his cultivation could only be improved through dual cultivation, so there was no point in hiding it anymore.
Chu Xianning’s cold eyes stared directly at him for several seconds, but only after a long while did she softly murmur, “As a medicinal catalyst?”
“It was my first meeting with the Dragon Emperor. How could I be a medicinal catalyst… It’s the same as what Master saw using the Qi Gazing Technique.”
Chu Xianning turned her face away. “Why is all your medical skill so unorthodox?”
Jiang Huai couldn’t refute her and could only look at Chu Xianning with a wry smile. “Either way, I saved a life. As for the method… I can’t do anything else. Master, please don’t be angry.”
Chu Xianning turned her face away. “I’m not angry.”
“Then why isn’t Master looking at me?”
“I don’t want to look at you.”
“Alright, alright. Let me rub Master’s shoulders.” Jiang Huai stood up and went behind Chu Xianning. Although Chu Xianning was initially reluctant, she gradually became obedient and sat quietly.
Jiang Huai didn’t explain much further. Chu Xianning didn’t need him to explain more; they already understood each other well enough. She knew Jiang Huai wouldn’t take advantage of the Dragon Emperor’s beauty out of infatuation. It was just that thinking about this unorthodox method, she might still feel a slight bit of jealousy.
This time, Jiang Huai didn’t misbehave. Instead, he gently and slowly massaged Chu Xianning’s shoulders. After a while, Chu Xianning slowly said, “You don’t need to blame yourself in front of me. Knowing that your original intent was not evil, I won’t… blame you for this.”
“But causing Master to feel awkward is ultimately my fault.”
“Then why did you say it?”
“Please punish me, Master.”
Chu Xianning turned her head back. Her dark eyes showed a rare hint of resentment. After a moment, her eyes cast a sidelong glance at Jiang Huai, deliberately showing a hint of disdain. “Your tongue was just pulled the other day. Doesn’t it hurt anymore?”
Just as Jiang Huai’s eyes lit up, Chu Xianning had already extended her finger and gently poked his chest. She tilted her head slightly. “We’re outside now, not at home. You need to be serious.”
“Oh…” Jiang Huai nodded obediently and leaned closer to Chu Xianning, a mischievous expression on his face. “Then shall we talk about it when we get back to the sect?”
“Talk about what?”
“About kissing my Master’s white and tender little feet.”
Chu Xianning slowly reached out and twisted Jiang Huai’s ear. Instantly, a scream echoed from the courtyard once again.
A while later, Jiang Huai rubbed his slightly red ear and looked at Chu Xianning with a wistful expression.
Clearly, she had been the one fishing first.
